Blake Croft
Blake opened his mouth to confirm what Wilson had just said, but, before he could so, Puck had interrupted their conversation. "You were friends with Ru?" he questioned. He looked Wilson over with a critical gaze, setting his lips into a concentrated frown and furrowing his brow. "You look a little young to know-"
He suddenly took a startled step back and promptly tripped over the bench behind it. "What the-" He rushed to his feet, looked wildly between the two and appeared to be debating running away from the way that he was glancing at the area around them. He looked at Wilson once more, eyes growing increasingly wide in horror as he pinched his arm.
And then he darted, his guise effortlessly shifting from one of a teenage boy to one of a bird that moved too fast for him to clearly make out.
Blake slowly glanced over at Wilson.
"I think he saw what you really looked like," he hesitantly said, "or what you don't look like."
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